Monday, September 25, 2023

2022 Girls' Trip to Italy: Part I (Naples, Days 1-4)

As we approach the one-year anniversary of our 2022 Girls’ Trip to Italy, this week La Dolce Vita Travels will publish a series of posts recapping our trip last October. I do this for several reasons: as a means of transcribing my travel journal, to provide fellow travelers with names of restaurants/hotels for their own travel journals, and to plant seeds of interest for our next trip (and there will be another one). 

This is an overall recap of the official itinerary. There were pockets of free time almost daily, and while I share what my sister and I did during these times, the truth is everyone will have a different story. Some were shoppers, some were explores, and some were diners … there was something for everyone.

The series will be three parts—Part I: Naples (Days 1-4), Part II: Sicily (Days 5-11), Part III: Rome (Day 12). Our time in Naples was the most intense; after all, it is an intense city and we packed a lot into our itinerary. This meant we did the heavy touring the first few days of our trip, then enjoyed the slower pace of Sicily on the back end. So get ready … we start with Naples.



Day 0: Departure Day (Oct. 4)

After a year of planning, departure day finally arrived. Seventeen women departed Atlanta for our evening flight to Europe; one person joined our group in Paris, and two more met us in Sicily. Our flight itinerary included a connecting flight in Paris before the final leg which landed us in Naples in the early afternoon.

Adventures await!
(And someone found my book in the airport gift shop!)

Day 1: Arrival in Naples (Oct. 5)

It never fails, but whenever the plane touches ground in Italy the tears come. So many emotions! After a year in the planning, after four airports, three flights, and one lost bag, we were HERE. In Baggage Claim we dealt with the lost bag and eventually passed through customs where we were reunited with Jane Stortiglione (our favorite Tour Director) who had accompanied us on our last two trips. We love Jane.

We were introduced to our bus driver, loaded our luggage, and entered into the insanity that is traffic in Naples. We arrived to our hotel, Decumani Hotel de Charme (the formal residence of Cardinal Sforza until his death in 1845). After unpacking and exploring the hotel and its grounds (some people even ventured out to do a little exploring) we reconvened that evening for a Welcome Dinner at Ristorante Ammor—Cucina e Tradizione Napoli. Dinner was a 2-hour affair which included:

appetizer

bruschetta with tomatoes grown in the volcanic soil of Mt. Vesuvius,

fried zucchini blossoms with ricotta, charcuterie platter 

1st course

pasta patate e provola 

2nd course

roast piglet w/ vinaigrette salad

dessert

sfogliatelle with ricotta, limoncello

After 24 hours of travel with little to no sleep, added to the excitement of our arrival topped off by a huge dinner, we were ready for bed. Buona notte!

We were greeted by Jane Storiglione.

Welcome Dinner

Day 2: Naples Orientation Tour (Oct. 6)

After a good night’s rest and a delicious breakfast, we hopped on our bus for an orientation tour of the city. First stop on our tour offered the opportunity to marvel (and take LOTS of photos!) of the Bay of Naples. Off in the distance we could see Sorrento, the Island of Capri, and Mount Vesuvius (all placed we visited during our our 2015 Girls’ Trip to Italy). We then walked to Castel dell’Ovo, the oldest castle in Naples (and one of seven in the city). Oh, the views! Our local guide then took us to the commercial center (Piazza Plebiscito and Galleria Umberto I) after which we were given the afternoon to explore on our own. 

Free time means you get to pick your own adventure: shopping, dining, relaxing, people watching. Our group opted for a leisurely lunch al fresco, served by a waiter who was charming, flirtatious, and very Neapolitan. EVERYONE ordered a Margherita Pizza and EVERYONE decided … carbs be damned. It was the BEST pizza ever. Then we had gelato and explored the Spanish Quarter (Diego Maradona is still HUGE in Naples), visited a church dedicated to Mary, Undoer of Knots, and made our way back to the hotel.

Later that evening, dinner was on our own, so our group had dinner at Pulcinella Bistro where, again, we dined for two hours. We discussed many things, including the many and varied uses for a bidet. Yes, we had wine with dinner.

That night my sister and I had a sobering thought: we walked 17,600 steps TODAY and TOMORROW was the walking tour. Yikes! Off to bed we went!

breakfast in the most opulent setting

two sisters hanging out by the Bay of Naples

taking in the views

the second of many group photos

gelato? caffe alla nocciola? un cornetto?

pizza Margherita

soccer is huge
Diego Maradona is still King

dinner and limoncello

in which conversation involved the many and varied uses of a bidet


Day 3: Walking Tour of Spaccanapoli (Oct. 7)

I was especially excited about today’s agenda as we would be diving into the heart and soul of Naples by exploring Spaccanapoli (literally “Naples splitter”), the long thoroughfare dividing the city’s historic center in two.

Before I continue, let me say this: Naples is intense, and you just need to embrace the chaos. Enter into the confusion. Welcome the intensity. And then you will understand the magic. You also need to be brave. Our local tour guide, Lucia, offered this helpful tip when approaching a busy intersection: “First you go, and then cars will stop. Do not wait for cars to stop first, because then you will never go.”

After stopping to rub Pulcinella’s nose for good luck (Pulcinella is a classical character in the commedia dell’arte of the 17th century), we turned onto Via San Gregorio which is known as the Christmas Alley. The street was packed with artisans who carve and paint nativity scenes, many with moving parts. You can also purchase modern figurines for your nativity scenes--how about Queen Elizabeth? Or Elvis? There was so much to see!

After purchasing something Christmassy, we headed to San Lorenzo Basilica with its subterranean levels of Greek and Roman ruins. Think of Naples as a city of layers, with each civilization built on top of the previous one: Greek on the bottom, followed by Roman, then Medieval, and finally Modern.

Now here comes a confession: I basically planned our entire Naples itinerary around our next stop: The Veiled Christ in the San Severo Chapel. After reading, writing and talking about it, I FINALLY got to see it in person. As we entered the quiet chapel the line formed to the left, starting at the head of Jesus, and curling around to the other side. We walked slowly around the Veiled Christ. An air of silence was maintained, with the only sounds being the shuffling of feet as the line moved up. I will not lie … tears were shed. It was such an incredibly moving experience.

After our morning’s adventures we were hungry! Lunch was al fresco at Ristorante ‘A Canzuncella and included appetizers of fritto misto (fried mix of seafood and vegetables), Neapolitan pizza, and lemon sorbet. Wine flowed, conversation flowed, and it was LOUD. And yes, if you are keeping track that is two days in a row we had pizza. And gelato.

The afternoon offered some free time to explore the streets and alleyways of Spaccanapoli. A “little” shopping was done. Some of us went to see Caravaggio’s “The Seven Works of Mercy” at Pio Monte della Misericordia. This was another “must-see” for me because I had studied and written about it. Again with the tears!

That night, my sister and I again consulted our Fitbits: 20,722 steps. We basically walked off the fritto misto. And the Pizza. And a second gelato we just had to have.

Tomorrow … the Royal Palace of Caserta. We would have practiced our curtsies, but we were tired! 

rubbing Pulcinella's nose for good luck

the Christmas alley

The Veiled Christ

fun lunch

charming waiters

The Seven Acts of Mercy, Caravaggio

I finally get to see Caravaggio's masterpiece

so many churches, and all so beautiful

childhood memories right here

street signs in Naples


Day 4: Royalty and a Farewell Dinner

In the morning we boarded our bus and headed outside Naples to visit Reggia de Caserta (the Royal Palace of Caserta), often referred to as the Versailles of Italy. The palace is considered a triumph of Italian Baroque and the garden covers 11 acres. The garden’s pools, fountains and cascades align to form a telescopic effect which seems to extend as far as the eye can see. Fun fact: The Royal Palace was chosen as a location for two films for the Star Wars series: “The Phantom Menace” (1999) and “Attack of the Clones” (2002).

On the way back to Naples we passed Mt. Vesuvius and Jane explained how Naples has a VERY vague evacuation plan in the event Vesuvius erupts again, which highlights the Neapolitan attitude that “you should live for today and worry about tomorrow … tomorrow.”

A little free time in the afternoon (gelato again!) and in the evening we had a farewell dinner in a private Neapolitan home. Our host, Emanuela, was charming, and her home was stunning. We had Prosecco and aperitivi on an outdoor veranda overlooking the Bay of Naples. The full moon added to the magic. For dinner, we moved indoors to a long table where we were served homemade gnocchi, sausage and peppers, chocolate cake and gelato. (If you are keeping count, that is gelato TWO times today). During dinner, Sherry from our group had us all in stitches when she kept trying to pronounce gnocchi. The 'gn' sound in Italian can be tricky.

It was a perfect way to say arrivederci to Naples. We will miss this vibrant city. Back at the hotel, we all went to bed because we had a 3 am wakeup call for an early morning flight to Palermo, Sicily. 

The Royal Palace of Caserta

perfect spot for a group photo

majestic staircase

royal selfies

posing in the courtyard

the gardens were spectacular

dinner in a private home

apperitivi on a veranda overlooking the Bay of Naples

our hostess, Emanuela

Sherry, giving us a good laugh with her gnocchi pronunciation

prosecco and a full moon

arrivederci Napoli

Saturday, September 23, 2023

Flea Market Finds (Gold Teeth, Artificial Legs, and Keanu Reeves)

This morning, since the weather was gorgeous, Joe and I decided to wander around The Barnyard Flea Market. Because, why not?

Which is why I give you this: 

FLEA MARKET FINDS

-a Chucky Doll because let's give a child nightmares

-Keanu Reeves (a little Hollywood in south Augusta)

-Pokémon Cards (warning: the last time our boys purchased packs at the flea market, they were FAKE)

-a Mona Lisa hoodie

-scary Halloween stuff

-wrestlers on poster boards (at least, I think they were wrestlers)

If you are so inclined, you can sign up for a FREE DENTAL CLEANING. Then, across the aisle you can get a GOLD TOOTH. Just make sure to make an appointment for the gold tooth fitting.

Finally, if you are in the need of an ARTIFICIAL RIGHT LEG, complete with a shoe, see vendor #28. Alas, as tempted as I was to take a sneaky photo, the vendor look downright scary and I was too chicken. Besides, Chucky was nearby, perched on a table with rusty shovels. 

I don't know, but an artificial leg + Chucky + gravedigger shovels ... cue the theme song from Friday the 13th. 


Friday, September 22, 2023

Story Leaves

a tree dances


twigs tap

leaves twirl

limbs sway

words in the wind

whispering

once upon a time

long, long ago

 

a story of childhood


dragons fought

treasures found

kings and queens

dungeons and castles

rooted in the soul

 

experienced, remembered

 

earth burrowed

heaven reached

Father Time

keeping time

one with the story

leaves in a book

 

a tree bends

 

twigs crack

leaves wilt

limbs snap

words borne

on a gentle breeze

whispering

the end

 

*from the files of very bad poetry by bia




Sunday, September 17, 2023

Speak to Me Sunday: Praying with a Stranger

 Last week I drove to the Kroc center for a workout. As I parked, I heard an enormous crash, metal on metal. Having been in two bad car accidents, I knew that sound. Sure enough, when I looked in my rearview mirror I saw there had been a head-on collision involving a car and a U-Haul truck at the intersection I had passed through only moments earlier.

By the time I finished parking, there were already people running toward the accident to help; in fact, a patrol car showed up moments later. So I stood in the parking lot, wanting to see if the driver of the car exited the vehicle. He/she did not.

A woman came to stand next to me.

“Oh, Jesus. Help them,” she whispered. “Protect them. Oh Jesus, please shine your mercy on them. Oh, Jesus.”

Two fire trucks and an ambulance arrived.

I turned to the woman. “Do you want to say an ‘Our Father’ together?” I asked.

“Oh yes,” she said, as she grabbed my hand.

And we prayed. Slowly and with meaning. Afterwards, we embraced, not awkwardly or with hesitation, but fully and tightly. I felt an incredible outpouring of love. I was awash in it.

I cannot even begin to describe what a powerful, moving, emotional moment that was. Two women who were complete strangers, standing in the Kroc Center parking lot, holding hands while praying the Our Father. Doing the only thing they could to help other strangers in need.

“We can go now,” she said after the embrace. “They are in good hands.”

Together, we walked toward the entrance of the gym. She told me her name, and I asked her to spell it for me. I wanted to remember her. Remember this moment when two strangers on God’s magnificent earth shared a prayer together.

Her name?

Ebelechukwu, which in Nigeria means “God’s mercy.”

Albrecht Dürer (1471-1528)

Thursday, September 14, 2023

Blessings of Empty Wine Glasses

Last night I hosted bunco. The theme: an Italian picnic with muffaletta panini, Mediterranean couscous, peppers and cannellini beans, caponata with homemade sourdough bread, and homemade ice cream served with a cherry tart.

Later, as we walked past kitchen counters piled high with wine glasses, serving trays, and dirty dishes, I received many offers to stay and help clean up. But I declined.

For me, the sticky wine glasses, serving trays, and dirty dishes are the vestiges of a lovely evening with friends, food, companionship, and laughter. It is a time for me to reflect and bask in the glow of blessings found in empty wine glasses.

So you see, all that cleaning up does not feel like work at all.


Sunday, September 10, 2023

I love ...

I love Madonna in an alcove

the Blessed Mother in a window

Queen of Heaven on a throne

and Mary.



Thursday, September 7, 2023

Bia, Trying on Suits in the Men's Dressing Room

This morning I found this photo.

Jonathan was in grad school and called to say his suit was too small. With a job fair the following week, could I help? Now, I'm sure you're wondering: Why did he not get a suit over the summer? Exactly.

Is there anything we will not do for our children?

So I went to the mall to buy Jonathan a suit. 
The sales associate was most accommodating. Since no one else was in the store he allowed me to use the men's dressing room, so there I was, in the men's dressing room, trying on suits for my son. I didn't know his exact jacket size (and neither did he) so I tried on jackets and used Mom Measurements as a guide—let's see, when I stand next to Jono his shoulders are up there; when I hug him my arms are this far apart, and when I wear one of his sweatshirts the sleeves come down to here. Not exactly precise, but Mom Measurements work!

The next day I drove up to deliver three suits for Jonathan to try on. One fit perfectly, and in celebration (or relief for a crisis averted) he then took me out to lunch.